He walks on the clouds, He is as close as a brother is, He's never been knocked down, unlike any other. Pride in his face, his mind is sound, he's found
He walks on the clouds, He is as close as a brother is, He?s never been knocked down, unlike any other. Pride in his face, his mind is sound, he?s found
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corner place, dweller place Never gon' eat that, eat that Satan the original serpent on his last track Flat broke, dead on his back, crawlin on his belly Lookin for his
into Just isn't strong The cuts on his hands, made way to his face These spoke all the louder, my silent regret I show that side, the pride of life
Hell One should be baptised and say vows A man of pride with the Hammer told new God To build his house on own And spoke loud of the Gods of their fathers
to save one's soul from Hell One should be baptised and say vows A man of pride with the Hammer told new God To build his house on own And spoke loud
inside lost caves by the Dead Sea.] I remember the blood on his hands So ashamed regretting his faults So defenseless he came from the darkness We spoke
night. Damn! (Hit it!) Two, three, four, five, six, seven Flash forward, 2045 What did you stand for in the life of your pride When faced with the final
Tomorrow's another day but today, they just might shoot you For your ride, fuck your pride, hah better be out your seat Quick and snappy with a happy face
soul from Hell One should be baptised and say vows A man of pride with the Hammer told new God To build his house on own And spoke loud of the Gods of
need? my heart aches so bad When he sees my face he's gonna be so glad Then I look into his eyes swear to god I seen his soul Tell me what can make a
the innocent were persecuted for our faith. But we owe a debt to all those who have died To forever stand tall and face the world with pride, So when
eat that, eat that Satan the original serpent on his last track Flat broke, dead on his back, crawlin' on his belly Lookin' for his celly, I can call
'm wavin a nine out of the window and blazin Is your house shakin who's inside nigga, it's funeral time nigga They die from straight hits, pride wasted Cry your face
like barley If that shit happen I'll feed his whole army Talkin 'bout the angels and peeps in Somali Try to stay humble, and swallow my pride In God I
